Never Again, Blue by Ashley Mo
Blue is the way your irises bloomed, Even though they were closer to purple. If I could...
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Blue is the way your irises bloomed, Even though they were closer to purple. If I could...
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I love you and I always will thanks for all the good times your smile and kindness meant so much...
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A passenger in the row behind calls me a bitch for reclining my chair on our...
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With a stammering soliloquy, between her red teeth In the old streets She...
Read MorePosted by admin | Mar 29, 2024 | Hand Picked, Poetry
Bangude Meen Skillet. Sizzle. Sputter Skin of the mackerel crisping Waft of vinegar,...
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